My Room Is Now Clean
Aug. 2nd, 2009 10:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crossover_chickOr as clean as it gets. Vacuumed, dusted, and got rid of a bunch of books I didn't read anymore. I have a big gap in the shelf right next to me now. Not to mention other, littler gaps in the other shelves. On the plus side, my minimates now have more room to themselves, my Discworld books aren't all stacked up on each other anymore, and I finally took my Corpse Bride minifigures out of their box and posed them on the Corpse Bride shelf.
Other than that, it's been a pretty typical day. I just need to make a few back-ups, and I'll be set. First, though, as it is my friend Tracey's, aka![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bttfbabe, birthday, I have a shortfic to post:
The cat lay on a convenient ledge above her and stared down, a large grin plastered on his face. “The proper order of things often eludes me. Is it the same with you?” he asked, looking at the various papers scattered around.
Tracey glared up at the creature. Normally she liked cats, but she was starting to realize she liked them better when they didn’t talk. “Will you be quiet? I’m trying to get all this organized.”
“I’m just trying to impart some useful advice, my dear lady. Seems you could use some.”
“No. I’ve probably gotten too much useful advice at this point.”
The cat chuckled. “Too much of anything is never good, I agree. But when one is lost, one ought to follow the heed of those who are not.”
“Look, have you ever tried to plan a wedding?” Tracey demanded, shaking a fistful of paper at the cat. “Then shut up!”
The cat’s smile turned a bit cruel as his eyes narrowed. “There’s a nasty name for people who insist on doing things the hard way.”
“Yeah, I know.” Tracey turned and fixed the annoying creature with her best glare. “It’s called ‘bridezilla.’”
Funny, she hadn’t thought Cheshire Cats could actually GET scared. At least he finally fell silent. Tracey shook her head and returned to her work. That’s the last time I listen to Vic and try to take a break in Wonderland.
I was trying to think up something new, and after seeing the interest in "my kitties," for some reason the Cheshire Cat snarking at her popped into my mind. Add to that the mention of the wedding planning apparently going rough, and this resulted. The lines "The proper order of things" and "There's a nasty name" both come direct from things Cheshire says in the game, while the bit about "when one is lost" is adapted from his advice to Alice to follow Rabbit. I hope you like, Tracey! (I also tried to send you an LJ birthday cake -- we'll see how that goes.)
Okay, time to use my nifty USB watch to keep my files safe.
Other than that, it's been a pretty typical day. I just need to make a few back-ups, and I'll be set. First, though, as it is my friend Tracey's, aka
bttfbabe, birthday, I have a shortfic to post:The cat lay on a convenient ledge above her and stared down, a large grin plastered on his face. “The proper order of things often eludes me. Is it the same with you?” he asked, looking at the various papers scattered around.
Tracey glared up at the creature. Normally she liked cats, but she was starting to realize she liked them better when they didn’t talk. “Will you be quiet? I’m trying to get all this organized.”
“I’m just trying to impart some useful advice, my dear lady. Seems you could use some.”
“No. I’ve probably gotten too much useful advice at this point.”
The cat chuckled. “Too much of anything is never good, I agree. But when one is lost, one ought to follow the heed of those who are not.”
“Look, have you ever tried to plan a wedding?” Tracey demanded, shaking a fistful of paper at the cat. “Then shut up!”
The cat’s smile turned a bit cruel as his eyes narrowed. “There’s a nasty name for people who insist on doing things the hard way.”
“Yeah, I know.” Tracey turned and fixed the annoying creature with her best glare. “It’s called ‘bridezilla.’”
Funny, she hadn’t thought Cheshire Cats could actually GET scared. At least he finally fell silent. Tracey shook her head and returned to her work. That’s the last time I listen to Vic and try to take a break in Wonderland.
I was trying to think up something new, and after seeing the interest in "my kitties," for some reason the Cheshire Cat snarking at her popped into my mind. Add to that the mention of the wedding planning apparently going rough, and this resulted. The lines "The proper order of things" and "There's a nasty name" both come direct from things Cheshire says in the game, while the bit about "when one is lost" is adapted from his advice to Alice to follow Rabbit. I hope you like, Tracey! (I also tried to send you an LJ birthday cake -- we'll see how that goes.)
Okay, time to use my nifty USB watch to keep my files safe.
